Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Hu Qing now feels that his dantian can no longer withstand so much violent spiritual power.

They had no attributes and just rushed around in his meridians. Hu Qing gathered his spiritual power to form a barrier to intercept them.

But as long as those attributeless spiritual powers come into contact with the life-giving spiritual power, they will be contaminated with attributes, which will cause the spiritual power in Hu Qing's dantian to be as thick as milk.

At this moment, Hu Qing felt like a cow, with the "milk" in his body having no place to vent.

Beads of blood began to appear on his skin, and the knife wound on his back healed due to the vitality of spiritual power, while cracking due to the violent spiritual power.

He was now in extreme pain, curled up on the ground in the yard and screaming, the ground around him was soaked with blood.

Qingyin, who was sleeping in the room, also heard the roar and rushed out with her clothes on. Seeing Hu Qing's painful appearance, she wanted to help but couldn't find where to put force.

She found that if she touched Hu Qing's skin with a little force, it would break, start bleeding, and then heal. Qingyin didn't know what to do in this strange situation and could only wait anxiously.

At this moment, Hu Qing felt that his brain was about to explode, and all kinds of information kept bombarding his brain.

Veins bulged on his forehead, his vision became increasingly blurry, and he could only hear Qingyin's cries.

Gradually, he felt his body becoming lighter and lighter, and his mind became blank. At this moment, he felt as if he was in space, with no gravity around him.

"click"

A slight sound suddenly woke Hu Qing up. Before he could react, a huge suction force began to absorb the excess spiritual power in his body.

Hu Qing also seized this opportunity and frantically practiced the "Life Seal", and the wounds on his body began to heal.

His dantian also began to expand continuously, the spiritual power inside became more condensed, and his overall aura continued to increase.

After an unknown amount of time, the sky turned pale, and Hu Qing slowly opened his eyes. He had made a breakthrough.

He finally reached the foundation-building stage. Looking at the pool of rich spiritual power in the empty dantian in his body, Hu Qing smiled with relief, thinking that his efforts over the past few days were not in vain.

Hu Qing stood up, stretched his body, brushed off the dust on his body with his hands, and looked at the sticky blood stains on his hands. It seemed that he needed to take a shower again.

When he turned his head, he saw Qingyin sleeping against the stone table. The faint moonlight shone on the tears in the corners of her eyes, like a crystal clear crystal.

Hu Qing stood there in a daze for a long time, and was awakened by Qingyin's soft humming.

He took out a robe from his storage bag, wrapped Qingyin in it, picked her up and went to her room.

After sending Qingyin to bed, Hu Qing felt dazed as he looked at her sleeping face.

Qingyin is so much like his Anong, not in appearance, but in behavior.

His Anong would take care of him when he had a stomachache, cook lots of food for him, take him out to play, and raise some small animals at home, bringing a lot of warmth to the cold house.

Hu Qing walked out of the room and looked at the morning glow in the distance, feeling a little annoyed.

He knew that Qingyin would not be Anong, and could not be Anong. He always treated her as his sister, his sister in this strange and alien world.

But did he really treat Qingyin as his sister, or as his own Anong?

He didn't know, he was confused, and his head started to hurt.

Hu Qing leaned against the wall, shook his head, and stopped thinking about these things.

He began to explore the body. The strange suction force that had just saved his life had to be found and thanked properly.

After reaching the foundation-building stage, his mental strength increased significantly, and he could now clearly see the flow and movement of spiritual energy in his meridians.

Hu Qing roughly checked his body and finally found the problem. The mysterious petal and the black fragments were actually integrated into one, connected by spiritual power.

After Hu Qing took them out, he observed them carefully. The black fragments should be flower stalks or something like that, and belonged to the same spiritual weapon as the mysterious petals.

Yes, after so many days of getting along, Hu Qing has guessed that the mysterious petals are a spiritual weapon.

However, he has not yet figured out the grade, but it will at least not be lower than a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Hu Qing played with the petals in his hand and suddenly realized that the emotion he had just felt seemed to have disappeared.

He looked at Qingyin lying on the bed and found that he no longer had the same sense of déjà vu as Anong.

Hu Qing felt that he had found the culprit. He put the petals into his body and looked at Qingyin again.

Sure enough, that feeling appeared again.

Hu Qing took out the petals, separated them with his spiritual power, and put them back into his body. The feeling disappeared again.

It seems that this is the effect of the petal itself. When the two are linked together, the effect is enhanced, and I will have that strange feeling.

Hu Qing felt a little horrified. This spiritual weapon could actually affect emotions. There were indeed all kinds of strange things in the world.

After discovering the problem, Hu Qing felt relieved, as long as he was not a pervert.

He looked at the sky and the dim morning light, and decided to go buy some breakfast. He would not bother Qingyin to do it today and let her sleep a little longer.

Hu Qing was walking in the morning market, feeling happy. He had solved some of his problems. Now he was carrying his breakfast in a relaxed manner, humming:

She is just my sister

My sister said purple is very charming.

She is just my sister

I'm worried you might misunderstand.

She is just my sister

You don't care about this explanation.

Soon, Hu Qing returned home with some buns and fried dough sticks.

Qingyin also woke up and was watering the flowers in the yard. When she saw Hu Qing, she put down the kettle and jumped to take the breakfast from his hand.

After the two had breakfast, Sun Dajun also came and brought an explosive news.

"Sir, yesterday's alley murder case has been solved. The emperor himself sent a notice!"

Hu Qing was a little shocked. He, the real murderer, was still sitting here. How could the case be solved?

"Oh~ Who is the murderer? He is so cruel!" Hu Qing asked pretending to be puzzled.

"The murderer is Xue Tu, the head of the Blood Hand Stronghold! He is said to have escaped the last bandit suppression operation and has been hiding in Haitian City since being put on the wanted list."

"Since he is wanted, why does he come out to kill people? Is he so arrogant?" Hu Qing followed Sun Dajun's words.

"According to the notice issued by the emperor, Xue Tu was penniless, so he met the third son of the Qin family on the street and killed him. He was then discovered by Qin Fen, the housekeeper. The two fought fiercely and eventually died together." Sun Dajun narrated the incident in one breath.

Hu Qing was a little surprised. He didn't expect the incident to be forcibly closed like this. Moreover, if you didn't understand the case, it would make sense.

It seems that the royal family must have taken action, otherwise this matter would not have been settled so quickly.

He also knew General Qin's attitude yesterday, so it seemed that he had to be more careful next time.